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Thinking about Dragon Age AU bits that I'm writing where Lils -is- the Inquisitor and how to incorporate xyr Kirkwall friends (let me tell you Merrill is showing up among others)
And than I had the image of all of the Fade Bar folks falling through a rift into the same world, and Cassandra and Vivienne just being like -.- while everyone runs amok around Skyhold.
For Fade Bar people...
Formspring is potentially shutting down. If you want to export your answered questions, now is the time.
Okay, so I'm getting bored of individually going through my followers to send messages
SO I'M GOING TO ASK PUBLICLY AND LOOK LIKE A CREEPER. IN PUBLIC.
Anywho.
Any of ye who've RPed (Fade Bar and/or Tweetwall), have you got a headmorph(s) of your RP character(s) I could... borrow. Yes, let's go with that.
I need these for reasons.
That's DAO headmorph. For any Hawke characters I haven't already recreated in the toolset, some reference pictures would be great, too :D
That is, if you all don't think I'm weird and creepy and decide to disown me. That's perfectly reasonable XD
My mind is an enigma. Or I'm just really easily distracted.
Check Raptr
See that there are people online
Decide that I want to play MP
Suddenly decide to randomly check the Fade Bar tag, even though it hasn't been updated in months
Spend over three hours looking through random old stuff on the tag
Get sad that Formspring hasn't been used in a while for RP
Remember that Formspring is a bag of dicks and won't let me change Nel's password
Realise that Nel really misses some of the other characters
Get sad again
Randomly decide that I really want a werewolf character
Can't really decide how this would work
Still haven't gone to play MP
The werewolf thing surprises precisely no one, I'm sure.
things RP does to you
: it is so ridiculous that I feel really bad for a giant dragon.
Ficlet: Pockets Full of Stones
As background, currently in the Fade Bar Lilian Hawke is recovering from the aftermath of helping destroy the mage prison Aeonar. She was physically and magically wounded, and right now doesn’t even have the ability to enter the Fade to dream.
In the meantime, those who love Lilian are waiting for her to recover…including her lover Kathil.
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Pockets Full of Stones
Kathil sat on the solitary, rickety chair at the top of the watchtower, looking out over the wide valley that separated the ridge they lived on from the mountain Talo’s Eye. The sky was clear and the moon was full, the landscape below spreading out in shades of black and grey. Little was moving in the valley.
She rolled a small ball of lightning across her knuckles, the magic making a soft crackling sound. The lightning was entirely blue-white. Not even a hint of purple.
No Lils.
It was so strange, not having Lils’ magic entangled with hers. She’s alive, she reminded herself, as she had to do every time she reached for her magic and felt only the sharp bite of her own, without the smoky undertones of Lils beneath it.
It had been two years, in her world, since she had been alone like this.
A distant grumble and rustle of wings in her mind reminded her that she was not, in fact, alone. That she was never alone. Quiet, you, she told the dragon in the back of her head. It made a huffing noise in return, but thankfully it didn’t start screaming.
She got the strangest feeling that it was trying to help, in its own incomprehensible way. How bad off do you have to be to have the thing trapped inside your skull with you trying to help?
Kathil sat back in her chair, the wood creaking faintly. Nothing stirred in the valley. If there was anything able to see the light on her fingertips, it did not draw closer. She opened herself a little more to the Fade, and the lightning ball brightened and sizzled, spinning on her fingertip.
The shadow of what was no longer there lingered, an ache in her chest that wouldn’t leave her be.
And time goes quicker Between the two of us Oh, my love, don't forsake me Take what the water gave me
Lay me down Let the only sound Be the overflow Pockets full of stones
‘What the Water Gave Me’, Florence + The Machine
Fuck it; Lyna's going to the Fade Bar.
It has been too, too long.
